i know now that oxford permanently tainted my view of academic architecture, because as dahhhling as princeton was, it kinda looked like las vegas to me. other than that, my stint as wardrobe supreme being was really fun.
most of the weekend, i stood in a room looking at this:
+ handling this:
that's a steamer...for...garments! get your mind outta the gutter! he helped me set off the smoke alarm, which pissed everyone off. oops!
p.s. film production is a total sausage-fest. i am more than okay with that.